Word-savvy, explore the copy

In the end, Wu Nian helped Taoist Tian find his precious magic sword. His precious magic sword flew to the wooden stake in the main hall directly in front of him in the explosion.

It was nailed diagonally to the top of the wooden stake. After pulling it off, Director Tian looked at it carefully and wiped it several times. Although there were some bumps, it seemed to be in good condition.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong, Taoist Master Tian put it into the scabbard on his back with peace of mind.

The four of them gathered together again and stood at the entrance of the hall.

Look at the door in front of you.

In other words, it can no longer be called a gate. After all, it was smashed by the monster that just rushed out, and only the remaining door frame is still swaying on it.

"Go in and take a look, maybe you can learn something."

Zhuang Cai said and walked in with a few people, but the "Striding Talisman" attached to the legs of the four of them looked very conspicuous.

I have to say, this charm is really easy to use and versatile.

At this stage, basically no one can use it. In addition, it was not difficult to make, so Zhuang Cai kept a lot for himself in his bag.

Even if four people consume it together, there is no problem at all.

After all, Zhuang Cai was already preparing for this copy before he came in.

The four of them walked into the hall.

This seems to be a place used for lectures and questions.

There is no plaque or statue directly in front, but three long picture frames.

There is an incense burner with incense placed on the table below, which seems to be used for worship.

It's just that the three picture frames on top have long been destroyed, as if they had been slashed and torn with countless swords. Only a few traces of white paper remain.

There are many decorations and objects around that look like Taoist elements.

Behind the altar is a raised podium, and underneath are round futons one after another.

It's just that these buns are scattered all over the ground, falling randomly everywhere, and some are broken.

The traces of battle inside are even more exaggerated than outside. There are traces of sword slashes everywhere, and there are holes everywhere on wooden stools, tables and chairs, flower windows, walls, and wooden piles.

There were a lot of tattered light clothes scattered around.

These clothes were all in sets. It was obviously not like they had been changed and thrown here. Looking at the position of the clothes, it was obvious that they had been worn on people before.

It's just that all that's scattered now is clothes.

The clothes are large and small, male and female.

It’s self-evident whose clothes belong to whom.

Just looking at this scene, Zhuang Cai could already imagine in his mind that the original owners of these clothes were gathered together, twisted and twisted into a flesh and blood monster, and he couldn't help but get goosebumps.

Although the place was in tatters, the four of them were obviously very interested in rummaging around here.

After all, their trial requirement was to survive a day and a night here, but obviously they might have killed the big monster before they could even reach it for half a day.

Since the big flesh-and-blood monster was destroyed, the entire space has become quiet, and the wailing and painful meaning has weakened a lot.

They have plenty of time to hang out here.

Everyone was wandering around, and Zhuang Cai saw a book on the podium.

He opened the book and looked at it.

There seemed to be some kind of method for self-cultivation. Zhuang Cai had just found several copies of this kind of thing in other people's houses.

It is basically certain that there is no special power, it is just an ordinary ancient book.

It's more like some ideological insights, making people feel calmer through some words.

While rummaging around like this, Zhuang Cai directly pulled out a layer of pages from the book.

A yellow talisman fell out.

Because it has been sandwiched among the books, it is very well preserved, and there are not even any creases.

On the yellow talisman paper, gold and red fonts intersect with each other.

Except for some random symbols with unknown meanings.

The font above said.

"The Dao of the universe, the timid soul destroys the demon."

The golden and red fonts intersected, Zhuang Cai squinted his eyes slightly, and brought the talisman close to himself.

Feel the energy on this spell carefully.

The thread formed by his Qi and his spirit was already touching the talisman, feeling something on it.

He could feel that although the charm was restrained, the energy it emitted was almost negligible.

But one can sense the huge energy contained in it.

He can detect it because he has the ability of [Romantic Talisman], coupled with his spiritual emanation, he can detect the subtle energy emanation.

Or because he clearly knew the specifications of this charm.

Although the symbols drawn on different backgrounds may have different rules and styles.

But the only thing that remains unchanged is the ink used to draw the talisman, which is used as the base of the talisman.

It's impossible to take out the extremely expensive paper and ink and just make a useless charm.

In other words, with such materials, even if you make them randomly, you will not make useless spells.

Especially in this background world with extraordinary power, it is an extremely extravagant waste.

Even wealthy families would not do this.

As for this kind of yellow paper, Zhuang Cai could tell its material just by touching it. It was definitely among the top-notch ones.

He couldn't afford it anyway.

And the gold-red ink on it is even more luxurious among luxury.

After all, no matter what era you are in, the production of paper requires cheap these exotic inks.

It can be seen from the intersection of its golden ink and red ink fonts.

Gold and red fonts are generally only used for advanced spell drawings.

Usually, black ink is used, and some green or gray ink is used a little higher.

At most, it's just a little red and some symbols on the side.

The intertwined painting of gold and red ink means that this spell is extremely offensive.

Although the eight fonts of this spell have the word "Demon" on them, it seems to be used to target evil monsters.

But Zhuang Cai, who is proficient in words, can see different meanings through these eight characters.

After all, the same words may be translated into different meanings in each world context.

In addition to the meaning of getting rid of evil spirits, what these 8 characters represent also means being upright, removing inner demons and eliminating karma.

To put it simply, it may be a spell rich in powerful positive energy, targeting a certain emotional existence.

It fits the environment full of painful emotions very well.

"Is this spell very powerful? You keep looking at it." Taoist Master Tian asked casually after passing by.

Zhuang Cai nodded: "Well, it should be very powerful."

Hearing this, Daoist Tian just nodded, didn't ask anything, and continued to rummage around.

Obviously this talisman may not be exchangeable even after clearing the level, but since it has been obtained in the copy, it might be useful, so Zhuang Cai folded it and put it on his body.

At this time, Nan Subei found a few charms from someone's clothes and quickly came to Zhuang Cai's side.

"Brother, let's see if this spell works?"

Zhuang Cai took the talisman from Nan Su Bei's hand and took a look at it.

The specifications of this talisman are much lower. A simple comparison, it is probably only one and a half levels higher than the lowest level talisman in my hand.

Zhuang Cai thought about it and found that it was probably the same level as the talisman he had obtained in the temple copy before.

"Peace of mind"

These are the four words written on the spell.

I checked the energy specifications and production techniques of this spell, and then based on the font meaning of the four characters above.

Zhuang Cai probably understood the purpose and effect of this spell.

"It is useful. It can probably remove the irritability in the mind at the spiritual level, calm down the mind and make people calm. It may also be able to eliminate some boredom and psychological problems in the mind."

Zhuang Cai explained his thoughts on this spell.

Hearing this, Nan Subei couldn't help but smile and nodded, which meant that he at least found something useful.

At this time, Wu Nian and Taoist Tian also pulled out the same talisman and came over to compare it with the talisman in Nan Su Bei's hand.

They all just heard Zhuang Cai's words.

"Exactly 4."

Nan Subei said.

Director Tian found two pieces by himself. They found them among the clothes scattered on the ground. Some were wrinkled and some were curled.

But they are all well preserved and in a usable state.

Since there were four, Taoist Tian handed one of the ones he found to Zhuang Cai.

"There are exactly 4 people, so one for each person."

Wu Nian looked at the talisman in his hand and couldn't help but ask: "How to use this talisman?"

He can be regarded as having experienced the same dungeon as Zhuang Cai. In addition to the various spells Zhuang Cai used just now, it seems that the usage of each spell is different.

At least there are three ways he can use it now.

Used on the legs, used on weapons, and used for burning in the air.

Zhuang Cai picked up the charm and put it on his forehead.

"To use a spell like this that contains calming and spiritual aspects, you only need to stick it on the head of the person who wants to use it."

"Can't it be attached to other parts of the body?" Taoist Master Tian asked.

After all, sometimes, when the situation is critical, everything can only be kept simple.

"It's OK to stick it on other places, but it's not as effective as sticking it on your head." Zhuang Cai explained.

Even if you just put it in your pocket, you might be able to use it.

"Oh, all right."

Taoist Master Tian nodded with satisfaction and put away the charm.

Afterwards, everyone wandered around for a while and searched everywhere outside. After finding nothing useful, they sat down and waited at the entrance of the store.

"This trial is like a dungeon within a dungeon." Nan Subei said while sitting.

"And it's not smart at all. From the looks of it, we should have almost eliminated all the monsters here, but we are still forced to stay for a day and a night."

Taoist priest Tian was also complaining.

Because it's really not smart at all.

They have basically browsed this copy, and it has been more than half a day now.

After careful calculation and looking at the watch hidden under his sleeve, it should be already midnight outside.

It was basically certain that there would be no more monsters, but they were still forced to stay in this copy.

It can indeed be described as unintelligent.

"No one can play a dungeon among the dungeons."

Nan Subei complained, and then he didn't mind the mess here. He fell straight back and lay on the floor.

It's just that he deliberately took out a few clean buns and placed them behind his back.

Several people followed suit, taking out a few and just lying there to rest. After all, waiting was just waiting, so it was better to recover their strength.

Looking at the dark, gray sky.

"Speaking of which, are you really curious about what happened here?"

Nan Subei asked.

After all, there is obviously a hidden story in this copy, which naturally makes people curious.

"The poor monk only knows that the soul inside suffered extreme pain before death, and this pain turned into a sea of ​​suffering."

"Speaking of which, the withered body we encountered first was holding its body and shaking when it looked at us, right?

Now that I think about it, there were actually no signs of torture on those corpses. "

Taoist priest Tian was also recalling.

Zhuang Cai listened to the chat of several people, looked at the sky and suddenly said: "Their pain does not come from the body, but from the soul."

Because he has spiritual emanations, he can easily sense the meaning of the surrounding tone and the souls of these corpses.

That is the pain hidden in the soul.

and the remnants of mental and physical corruption spreading around.

"It's so painful that I'm twisted."

"According to the traces around here, it means that some people went crazy with pain and started attacking randomly?

Or was it that other outsiders attacked them and made them like this? "

Nan Subei asked.

After all, there are traces of battle everywhere here.

After chatting like this, Zhuang Cai finally concluded: "To put it bluntly, based on the information we have seen now, we can only know that this is probably a gathering place for some kind of ethnic group.

It looks like it should still be a big family.

I must have suffered some kind of accident. The psychological pain caused these changes. As for the specific accident, I don’t know. "

There's no way, you can only see so much of these things.

We chatted about one thing or another, and took a rest here to recover.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly everyone heard the creaking of the door.

The four people immediately stood up.

When he stood up and looked far away, a portal reappeared where they entered.

"You can go out now."

With that said, the four of them rushed out quickly.

As the dizzying feeling came in, it hit again and then faded away, and they came outside again.

Once again I saw the scenery on the mountain and the surrounding pavilions shrouded in mist.

The old man standing next to him looked at the four people who came out, smiled and nodded with satisfaction.

"A few of you guys don't mind waiting with me?"

he asked with a smile on his face.

The four of them shook their heads, of course they had nothing to mind, and just stood there and waited.

Look at the portals emerging around you.

After a while, groups of people came out.

These were the people who had climbed the mountain with them before, but now all of them were in tatters and had some wounds.

It seems that they are not having an easy time in the dungeon, and fatigue can be seen on many people's faces. And those bloodshot eyes.

I even saw three people carrying a body out.

There are also some portals where only one person or even two people come out.

As well as the remaining portals, no one came out.

Seeing this situation, the old god just looked at it expressionlessly.

Neither happy nor sad.

Then he stretched out his hand like this, and seven or eight corpses flew out of the portal.

When Zhuang Cai and others took a look at the corpses, they found that some were in extremely miserable condition, while others had basically no scars on them.

Among the people standing, some couldn't help sobbing and crying when they looked at the corpses, and most of them felt a little sad.

But those who survived and those who passed the level still couldn't hide their joy. After all, they were not the ones who died, and they passed the trial.

Moreover, they and their companions around them would only meet by chance, if not for the trial, if not for this wonderful method.

Maybe we won't have too many intersections in our lives, and it wouldn't be too sad to say how sad it is. It's just that some rabbits are dying and foxes are sad.

On the other hand, the four of them, Zhuang Cai, were cleanly dressed, full of complexion, and seemed to be at ease.

Look at the misery of the people around you.

It seems that these are still within the scope of ordinary people. At most, their attributes may be slightly higher than those of ordinary people. It's just that he has some extraordinary means.

Compared to them, it is definitely still slightly inferior.

The old man waved his hand and the portals closed one by one.

"I will temporarily seal these corpses and send them down the mountain after this incident."

As he spoke, one coffin after another flew out from nowhere, and the corpses were neatly arranged in front of them. One by one, the corpses flew in and were covered.

The whole process looks extremely magical.

Then these coffins were neatly arranged beside the mountain road.

Then the old man walked directly to the main hall in the square in front.

"Everyone, please come with me."

Hearing this, everyone followed.

Only then did I realize that although there was a wide square, the various pavilions and pavilions around it were extremely beautiful and gorgeous.

But it seemed unusually deserted, seemingly deserted.

All the way to the main hall.

The hall is unusually tall, with towering wooden pillars resting on the ceiling beams.

There are various Taoist decorations inside.

Obviously, although there may be Buddhist magic here, most of the abilities are obviously more Taoist.

There are three huge pictures hanging in front.

Three old men of different shapes are enshrined.

It looks a bit similar to the Sanqing worshiped by Taoists outside.

"These three are the three founding immortals of Daodao Peak. Please follow me and worship them."

As he spoke, he picked up an incense stick next to him and lit it.

The crowd followed closely behind.

He bowed three times to the three immortals in the portrait, and then placed the incense in his hands on the long incense burner below the picture of the three immortals one by one.